Terry and Jom sat beside the hearth as well and waited for the old man to finish reading the letter.
Whether it was because of the city's sea level or the climate in the region, Crookes was still freezing even though Lancaster was getting warmer lately.
It was fortunate that the cottage was very warm and entering it was revitalizing, just like soaking in a hot spring.
'After this quest is done, I'm going back to the Unnamed Village and jumping into the hot spring.' Jom thought for some reason, giving him a little motivation.
Beside him, Terry was fidgeting around restlessly on his chair which did not look sturdy in the first place, and was now creaking beneath his weight as if it would fall apart at any given moment.
Jom glared at him, but his warning went unheeded—Terry wasn't even looking at him.
And not a moment too soon, Terry finally couldn't stop himself from asking the old man, "Do you have anything to eat, sir? I'm starving!"